Disclaimer: If I own anything of the franchise, I'd be busy lobbying for a spin-off of this couple's adventure.
Author's note: Sort of AU-ish. Most part of the story was written before the FF6 trailer release, so story is not entirely canon.
She betrayed him.
She left him when she said she never will. She's gone, leaving him millions of dollars. As if that will be enough compensation! It seemed like too many words were being spoken but none of them he understood. He nodded at the words, though not fully aware who said what. That there's no way he could've known and he did everything he could or something. His fight to control any outburst of anger prevents him to pay complete attention.
Their friends know distress calls. Dom explained it's what family does to family. He is grateful, no doubt. But they can never fully understand something they know little about. And he doesn't blame them. Now is not the time to tell his story. Everything's so fresh, admittedly, it hurts like hell.
"What do you have in mind?" Dom asks him for, he can't tell, maybe the third or fourth time.
His mind stopped working the exact moment Gisele was gone. Suave and smart guy like him don't get to be backed in a corner this way. He bought time as he chewed on whatever it was that he managed to grab from his stash earlier. At this moment, it's not like he gives a damn.
"Tokyo."
Nobody said a thing about the abrupt change to his recent not-in-a-hurry-to-get-there-we're-fine-where-we-ar e-maybe-we'd-stay-here-for-a-while attitude. Like no one ever mentioned a thing when he opted to fly directly to Japan, abandoning all plans of driving across the continent. Not any of them said a word at how he maximized his baggage allowance. Yes, not even big mouthed Rome uttered a joke. And he was thankful they respected his silence. He played it cool. He even dared smile as he said goodbye.
He stared outside the window while the plane was taxing, not knowing what he's looking for. He must be crazy hoping for a miracle that she will be there. This country holds a lot of memories of her, of them. He closed his eyes and pictures her smile that last time he saw her before his world turned into the mess that it is now. She left him and that was that. Just the thought of her kills him. Losing her was a taste of what it feels like to die. He wished he didn't quit smoking, for he sure would love to have one hell of a smoke now.
Hah! What do you say to that, Gisele?
He never got a reply. And he swears at her for not caring. Then he swears again, at himself this time, because he swore at her. Still with his eyes closed, he decided he'd probably drive himself crazy before the plane lands. So, he started torturing himself by remembering everything about her the entire flight, just because it will not make a difference to his sanity anyway.
A/N: Please consider this as a trial run. Not really a writer, just trying out how. Hope it's not such a mess. =) thanks for reading!